User blog comment:Logalog Nombolo/The Treasures of Drow De/@comment-3135907-20120127213244


 * On the shore of the Great Inland Sea, eight beasts scrabble for coins and other bits and pieces of jewelry taken from the former Queen Silth's chamber. It had sat for seasons in a small iron-bound chest, gathering dust, until Scrivvil's gang found it. After hard pickings in Mossflower, the vermin had decided to check out the ancient Marlfox Island. Uneasy about the gloomy and deathly place, the nine beasts took only the small chest into their boat and fled. Now they squabbled over the treasure, however small it was, and it spilled all over the shore. A ferret slips past Scrivvil and snatches a pearl. "Haharr, I got a liddle shiny thing!"
 * "Hoi, that's mine, I saw it first!" complains Riflid, a smallish runt fox. Scrivvil bangs their heads together and takes the pearl from the unconscious ferret with a chuckle. After a close examination of the pearl he whistles loudly. "Ooh, this looks like it's got clouds in it!"
 * "Lemme see!" says a stoat.
 * "Aye, me too!" says his companion.
 * "Don't ferget me!" Soon the six conscious crewbeasts are crowded `round, staring at the strange pearl. :It is a cloudy gray with swirls like mist inside. All look greedily at it, but before anybeast can raise a paw to smite Scrivvil he speaks up. "Ahoy, mates, I bet there's a hunnerd more like dis un in dat gloomy ol' place! I propose we have ourselves a liddle look!"
 * Fueled by greed the crew answer as one: "Aye, Cap'n!"